Dear Edward, a Twilight fanfic.

The oneshots are just coming at me. The ideas are hitting me like crazy, and I can't keep up.

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Dear Edward,

I hate you. I wish you'd die. You're useless, just a waste of space. Nobody, I repeat, nobody likes you. Why are you still alive? Immortality was wasted on you. Why did I talk to you? Why did I think that you were that beautiful boy? You're more like a sewer rat rather than a Greek God.

You didn't have to leave me. You haven't seen me lately. I'm a mess. I still hate you. No, I despise you. I wish I'd never, never, ever laid eyes on you.

But, the worst part is. The worst part is that I still love you.

All my love,

Bella.